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The work has been described by Laura Saetveit Miles, a University of Bergen Professor of medieval literature, as "one of the most admired fifteenth-century Middle English lyrics [which] offers, within a deceptively simple form, an extremely delicate and haunting presentation of Mary (the 'mayden / þat is makeles') and her conception of Christ ('here sone')". [1]
It narrates the life and miracles of the Immortal Maiden, a deity that was widely venerated in Zhangye and elsewhere in the Gansu Corridor. The first 6 chapters are about her mortal life and how she achieved her divine status by her active piety, her persistent meditation, and her spectacular death during a flood.
We’ve compiled a list of over 100 short inspirational quotes that’ll help motivate and excite you in your ... and live like it’s heaven on earth.” — William W. Purkey “Imperfection is ...
"Wasted Years" is an Iron Maiden cover that originally appeared on the Kerrang! compilation Maiden Heaven: A Tribute to Iron Maiden. "Waiting for November" is a song about Fafara's mother-in-law's funeral. "Forgiveness Is a Six Gun" is believed to be about The Dark Tower series by author Stephen King.
2. May the leprechauns dance over your bed and bring you sweet dreams. 3. May the roof above us never fall in. And may the friends gathered below it never fall out. 4. If you're lucky enough to be ...
Flos Carmeli (Latin, "Flower of Carmel") is a Marian Catholic hymn and prayer honouring Our Lady of Mount Carmel.. In the Carmelite Rite of the Mass, this hymn was the sequence for the Feast of Saint Simon Stock (c. 1165 - 1265), and since 1663, for the Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel on 16 July throughout the Latin liturgical rites.
6. Mom, your belief in me is the compass guiding my journey. Happy Mother's Day in Heaven. 7. You left us beautiful memories, your love is still our guide.
And that I was a maiden Queen: Guarded by an Angel mild: Witless woe, was ne'er beguil'd! And I wept both night and day And he wip'd my tears away And I wept both day and night And hid from him my hearts delight So he took his wings and fled: Then the morn blush'd rosy red: I dried my tears & armed my fears, With ten thousand shields and spears.